I went to see Blanche yesterday. I’ve decided she’s like the fun aunt
you go visit. The drive there is hard but it’s ok because you’ve got
snacks. And then you get there and it’s fun. But you realize you’re not
the only one she invited over. Then it’s time to leave and the drive
home is long. You make it home and think - that was fun, but I don’t
think I need to go visit Blanche again very soon.
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